A Visit to My Village

A Visit to My Old Village

The Sojourn

An evening stroll
in my tiny old  village I took;

saw the old folks

once so young,

now so frail and weak.

Aged with time at nature’s quest

they stared at me in total disbelief;

they seem to think I too

have aged along with them perhaps

yet neither of us could fathom

what time and years

had done to us in tandem.

Stories we had to tell in plenty

of days gone by in time so lengthy,

and as evening turned to twilight

it was time for us to bid “boa noite.”

Since my last visit

many years had elapsed,

had promised myself

that some day in the future

I will once again meet

the folks who I had left behind

from times so sweet.

Tony Fernandes